The Day the Spires FellA Poem by ♥ Ari Skye ♥Inspired by the coverage of the Notre-Dame Cathedral fire.Embers fall like snowflakes Scarlet flames lap at the stones that were left behind. A choir of mourners raise their voices from the ground with hopes that the notes of "Ave Maria" reach heaven. 856 years of history float to the earth in the form of ash. The heart of Paris is breaking in two with the inferno that blazes on. Across the globe tears stream down faces as we grieve the loss of antiquity. The relics of the past lost to the auburn sparks that fill the air. Our Lady of Paris reduced to ruins. ©2019 by Ashley Nicole Cameron © 2019 ♥ Ari Skye ♥ |
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1 Review Added on April 15, 2019 Last Updated on April 15, 2019 Author♥ Ari Skye ♥Cameron, MOAboutHi there! I'm Ari! ♥ A member of NSCS (National Society of Collegiate Scholars) and Alpha Sigma Pi. I graduated with a BA in English in 2019. Studied Psychology at UoPX, and am currently a Ma.. more..Writing
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